Cos it feels like it is.
RJK smiling and happy is a lovely thing to come home to. Especially after such a lovely evening. Cooking and wine opening difficulties aside I had a really nice time.
Two such lovely nights in a row and I still can't believe how lucky I am. All I want is more time in the day (and the night).
Gah, my calendar seems to be filling to overflowing. I shall look forward to it all, but goodness it makes me feel busy. I wonder how long it is until the end of term, when I can more easily take a week or two off work. Driving lessons by the lots in the lead up too... I *will* pass this time dammit, too expensive to do over and over again.
Friday: work, lunch with August, leave work a little early, pack, get train to Keighley, stay in B&B with Jan.
Saturday: picked up by Steve to head to the studio for a 9:30 start. All day taking photos, presumably with suitable lunch breaks. Finish by 5:30. Get train to London, go to Stay Beautiful, crash with friends (Jan, you're in charge, are we going for Marna's or Juliet's or what? Is there definitely room for me too?).
Sunday: somehow get out of bed, somehow get to Camden in concert with rjk and anyone else who's coming. Try on corsets and Stompy Boots. Go back to Cambridge and go ug.
If I'm tired on Monday I guess it'll be obvious why, but I think I might just be looking forward to this w/e.